When he gently smiles with the joy of Nam-sankirtan, the lustre of his teeth illuminates the directions, and he bathes in streams of perspiration and tears. Again and again I offer my obeisance unto Srila Narottam Thakur.

He is renowned for the songs he writes, and he crushes the pride of the Gandharvas and astonishes even the extremely sober with his dancing. Again and again I offer my obeisance unto Srila Narottam Thakur.

When he faints in ecstasy and falls to the ground, his entire divine form becomes ornamented with dust. Only by divine fortune does one behold him. Again and again I offer my obeisance unto Srila Narottam Thakur.

His firm devotion is like a line carved in stone. His touch is like that of a philosopher’s stone (his touch fulfils all desires). His words are as authoritative as the Vedas. Again and again I offer my obeisance unto Srila Narottam Thakur.

May Srila Narottam Thakur’s gently smiling lotus face, which is replete with his merciful glance that absolves millions of the surrendered souls’ sins and the lustre of his extremely beautiful teeth shining from his enchanting lips, dance within my heart and grant me his service.

May the enchanting dance of Srila Narottam Thakur’s lotus feet, which is beautified by the sweet sound of the mridanga and kartals, and the ecstasy of drinking the nectar of Sri Gauranga’s glory, satisfy this servant’s desires and fulfil him.